Private Tuition by Jay Merson Page B

all, she liked his anger. He thought he would teach her a lesson, punish her, but instead, he was delighting her.
    "Oh god it's wonderful, so big,” she panted. Her head rolled from side to side as she met each trust with her hips. Her eyes closed, lost in the pleasant feelings that she was experiencing.
    "Hurts, does it bitch?” he asked her, laughing to himself. Still his hand pumped furiously into her, forcing the dildo up her. Paula's body throbbed with the feelings she was experiencing. Every pore of her body felt the delight of the intrusion into her soft interior.
    The professor's other hand moved to grip her hard clitoris between finger and thumb. He pinched it cruelly, sending sharp slivers of excruciating pleasurable sensation through her body. She moaned loudly.
    "See bitch? I'll teach you!” He puffed breathlessly, and began pulling the hood of her clitoris around in small circles.
    Paula began tensing, her breathing hard and fast. Her face and body were covered in perspiration, she moaned and tensed her body. She screamed loudly as her body locked rigid in orgasm, her hips bucking wildly. Then she began to relax, still taking the motions of the pounding cock inside her. On and on he fucked her with the dildo until she had finished, then he gradually slowed and stopped. There was a slopping sound as he withdrew the huge cock from her wet pussy. His face fully red, he was sweating from his exertions. A smile broke on his face as she opened her eyes.
    "Learned your lesson bitch?” he asked breathlessly.
    She looked up at him and smiled, moaning softly with pleasure. “Weren't there six of them tonight?” she asked sexily.
    The professor's face turned dark, he was furious at her reaction. Grabbing her breasts, one in each hand, he pinched and twisted spitefully, drawing a scream of agony from Paula. “Tell me when you have had enough,” he snapped angrily, his smile broad and sardonic as he gripped and twisted her nipples cruelly.
    Paula screamed aloud. “Okay, okay!” she cried. In the position she was in, it would be foolish to anger him further. She would get him, but on her terms, when the time was right. For now, she would play along. “Okay, enough, I'm sorry and won't do it again!"
    "You accept that you were wrong to defy me then?” he asked, his grip still on her nipples.
    "Yes, yes I was wrong,” Paula said loudly.
    The professor looked down at her for a moment, climbed off the bed and untied her ankles, crossed one leg over the other and re-tied them again.
    "What are doing?” Paula asked in alarm.
    "Your pleasure isn't over yet my cock-hungry little slut.” His tone was soft and calming. Paula co-operated as he then did the same with her hands, leaving her face down on the bed. He pushed three pillows under her hips to raise her hips so that she was almost kneeling. Untying again her ankles, he adjusted and re-bound her feet until she was in a full kneeling position, her buttocks presented high in the air.
    The cane struck savagely across her soft buttocks, and she screamed loudly and tensed. The breath was forced out of her with the ferocity and the pain of it. It had taken her completely by surprise.
    "Dirty bitch!” the professor spat her and swung the cane again hard onto her soft flesh. Paula winced as the pain shot through her again. She tried to scream but nothing came out. Again it struck and again. Savagely biting into her tender buttocks.
    "Do I have your obedience now slut?” he asked.
    Paula nodded her head furiously. Again the cane swished and struck, then again.
    "Your total and unquestioning obedience?"
    "Yeeees!” Paula screamed, nodding her head wildly. The caning stopped and she sobbed lightly in relief.
    "You won't change your mind will you?” the professor asked her, bending low so that his face was close to hers.
    "No, no I won't,” she sobbed, the pain searing through her.
    The professor knelt next to her on the bed, he brushed his hand over her soft buttocks,